She removes her clothes and opens the closet. Her eyes widen. It was a blue dress. A strapless navy blue floor length gown, to be exact. Simple yet completely elegant. Although as she examined it more closely there was a jeweled design that wrapped around the bodice, waist and circled the skirt ending at the ground.
She swallowed and pulled on a black strapless bra before sliding the material up her body, there was a knock and then the door opened, revealing . . . Elijah. She blinked, "Uh, I could help you with that." He states and she shrugs, nodding. He does so quickly and she smirks. "Thank you." She turns and blinks at him.
"Elijah . . . can I help you?" She asks and he smiles tentatively.
"They all left, I told them to go, practically had to force Niklaus out of the house. I wanted to speak with you." Caroline slipped into the black heels and strapped them over her feet and stood running her hands through her hair.
"I'm waiting for you to speak, Elijah." She states and he.
"Right, of course, forgive me. Caroline, I'd like you to move to New Orleans." She blinked as she clipped part of her hair up. Keeping it out of the left side of her face with a gorgeous diamond hair clip.
"I had planned on it." She states smiling at her reflection and then turning to Elijah, respectively taking his arm.
"Caroline, I've never seen Klaus embrace a woman the way he did to you today and believe me when I say I've seen him embrace many woman." She laughed, ignoring the soft jab of jealousy that stabbed her stomach. Caroline Forbes was not a jealous woman . . . anymore.
"Caroline." Elijah started once they were in the car, "My family has been . . . distant from each other for a long time and I believe that this child, children could bring it together. My brother looks at you like you hold the world and he did far before he knew you were ever carrying his children. Which I had a witch confirm. Sophie, she met you this morning in your fight with Marcel, she has a special ability of being able to sense pregnancy in a woman, and she confirmed everything you had said." Caroline nodded.
"Well I wasn't lying and I'll stay, but these children aren't just Klaus', I am not just carrying his babies, I'm carrying our babies. And that means that they are half mine. Mine, Elijah and I am not going to let anything happen to them, even it if it means protecting them from Klaus." She snaps and he continues to concentrate on the road.
"Why on heaven's earth would you need to protect Klaus' own children from him?" He demands and she inhales.
"I didn't mean it like that. I meant Klaus' name. He has over a thousand years of enemies and if these children have his name, then that means they have his enemies and that is what I will have to protect them from." She states softly.
"I believe that he would die before he lets anything happen to you or your children, and we both know the probability of that ever happening." He states, pulling into a wide driveway and parking in the front. Caroline steps out of the car as they arrive at the large mansion.
"Damn." Elijah chuckles and she notices Elena, her dress was the exact same as Caroline's except it was purple. She pushed Elijah toward Elena and he nearly stumbled.
She smirked as they smiled at each other and walked in. Caroline sighed gently and followed. Noticing many people in gowns fancier than or just as fancy as hers. She closed her eyes and walked in nearly bumping into Marcel who handed a glass to her, of champagne. She took it to be polite and while he sipped his, she didn't sip hers.
Then Klaus was there switching the glass with another, "Sparkling grape juice." He states taking a sip of her champagne. "She doesn't drink." He states to Marcel. She smiles around her glass as she takes a sip.
"It's disgusting." She states and he shrugs, "Oh I'm aware." He sets it down and then she blinks at Marcel who was closely examining the bar tender, Cami. Oh.
Then she looked over at Klaus who also examined her . . . oh. She sucked her teeth and whistled causing both men to look at her, "Her name is Cami and she's very good at girl talk." She pats both men's shoulders and leaves them. Her throat constricted and she swallowed, blinking against tears. Klaus could move on. He could move on. He could date. He could fight over other girls. He could leave her behind to take care of his children. He could . . .
"Caroline." She turned and smiled widely, "Yes!" She says more than asks.
Klaus blinked down at her, "Are you alright?" He asks and she nods quickly,
"Oh I'm just peachy. Tired. Actually." She smiles, it felt forced and probably looked just as.
"You're tired? Do you want to go home?" He asks and she stares at him.
"Back to Mystic Falls?" She asks, her voice breaking and he just watches her.
"Caroline-." She cut him off because she needed to be crystal clear about something, "Are you sleeping with her?" Okay, that got his attention. "The bartender? Cami? No." He says blinking through the entire exchange.
"Do you want to sleep with her?"
"No."
"Are you fascinated with her?"
"No." He deadpans, obviously getting bored with this entire exchange, "Then why stare at her?" He chuckled his head bowed as he wipes his upper lip with his thumb.
"Caroline. Are you jealous over a woman I'm investigating because there is a chance she may know the existence of vampires?" He asks bending over her.
"No, it's just-."
"Okay so perhaps I was considering sleeping with her, she's pretty, but that was before, you know what, and before you decided to come into my town and before I knew that we were anything other than sex up against a tree." He nearly snapped and she stared at him before nodding slowly.
"Yes, up against a tree, on the forest floor, and in a river." She reminded and he glared harder.
"So are we anything other than that, because I don't think she'd protest to my company?"